"Well, I don't get drunk easy one. And two. How I am supposed to buy new alcohol for the bar and such if I don't know if it's good or not, huh?" She asked, smile forming into a smirk. "Riddle me that." She laughed again and walked off. The one lick of alcohol definitely had loosened her up.
Storm blinked as he watched her walk away, smiling a little.
"Okay then," he said playfully under his breath, going back to serving customers.
She seemed a little more carefree but could still kick ass,which was obvious when a guy hit on her and she punched him in the nose. "I keep TELLING YOU I'm not fucking interested!" She handed the guy a cloth napkin and walked off to go get more drinks,when Evelyn suddenly walked in. Evelyn instantly made her a Sherri Temple and slid it down. "What are ya doin' here Ev?" "It's my Birthday!" "Ah. Where's Evan?" "Getting laid." "Makes sense."
Storm managed to get most of his orders done, rolling his eyes when Clara punched the man. He slid over when Evelyn showed up, smirking lazily at Clara.
"Oh hey there. How you workin' with the mistress hm? There's trouble brewing in your eyes." She said with a smirk as Clara worked, humming a bit. "Evelyn, turn on some music." Instead a friend of Evelyn's put on the tunes while Evelyn watched you.
"To be quite honest I'm terrified at times," Storm mumbled quietly. Still, he was smirking.
"What's with the smirk there then, huh?" She asked, nudging him a bit as she twirled around. "And good. I'm scared of her too but she's got a soft spot for me so I'm good. And so are you. She wouldn't tolerate you as much if she didn't."
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